If you dare to come to the door and threaten me, you can still make him go back without stopping

If you dare to do it, you have to pay the price

Aren't you rich, I just want to rely on my ability to take advantage of it, and I don't accept you to bite me

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I believe that after Gui Zhuoyan returns, he will definitely wonder whether my thoughts are accessible from time to time.

After coming out of the unit and getting in the car, I called Feng Tian and told her what had just happened, and asked her to see by herself how to deal with the Xuanjing faction that came to the door.

Feng Tian became interested when he heard this, "The Xuanjing faction is the leader of the Wave Alliance, and if the Xuanjing faction is done, you can indirectly move the Wave Alliance, this is a good thing, yes, yes, I will arrange for the Xuanjing faction to be done." By the way, Shannan University has added manpower to work overtime to sort out your number in advance, and it has been sent to the new real yàn room. Also, Jiang Yuyue, hurry up and deal with it, I want to use all of your bedroom, it's too troublesome to keep him to occupy a place, if you don't need it, just get out"

Damn, didn't you just use the lowest layer, why did it take only one night's work, and it was a change of heart, to occupy all nine floors, it was simply an inch, and she absolutely could not tolerate this kind of aggression, and I must issue a solemn statement to her, telling her that I am paying close attention to her race, and reserve the right to take further measures

"Senior sister, that nine-story bedroom is even more labyrinth than a labyrinth, and even the mage can't get out, if you want to make it all into a real room, how many researchers will have to be trapped in the future, uh, this is not conducive to your work"

"Don't you just occupy your bedroom, it's a little thing like being stingy, I'll deal with it casually, you don't have to worry about it"

Damn, I've said it so tactfully, how can I still hear my heart at once.

Forget it, I don't have to worry about it, then I don't care, let's do my business, as for Jiang Yuyue, let's talk about it later.

In such a two anger, when I arrived at the airport, Zheng Yinghua had already received people and walked out, and I was bumping into them.

There is a large group of people, most of whom are wearing police uniforms, huhula and walking in the hall, so it is not eye-catching.

I could see clearly that the tall, dark-skinned middle-aged police officer in the center of the crowd looked like he was in his early forties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Next to the police officer, there was a wheelchair, and on the wheelchair sat a thin old man, wearing a cyan robe, wrinkles deep enough to trap flies, a face full of old age spots, sparse white hair on the top of his head in a loose bun, it looked like there were not a hundred but ninety, the whole person was shrunk in a wheelchair, only a small lump, looking extremely thin and sluggish, completely a posture that could not live.

This thing can't be Xiangyun Guan Master Meng Kesheng

The Meng brothers are only in their twenties, the same age as me, and I can't imagine that their father is about the same age as my grandfather.

This cultivator can do what mortals cannot, and he can still make children at the age of seventy, and he has done two in a row, which is really admirable.

Well, that's not the point.

The point is, isn't this Meng Kesheng a master, why does he look like he will hang up at any time, no wonder he never shows up, if I hang up soon, I don't have the heart to show up.

Pushing Meng Kesheng's wheelchair is a young girl in her early twenties, with a men's partial head, sunglasses lifted to her forehead, dressed up very fashionably, wearing an off-white tight-fitting hip-hugging bandeau skirt, and a pink suit and small bag on the outside.

Zheng Yinghua was on the other side of the middle-aged police officer, talking in a low voice, looking very familiar.

I hurriedly stepped forward to say hello and explained why I was late.

Zheng Yinghua introduced me.

The middle-aged police officer's name is Jiang Fangyu, he is the director of the Criminal Investigation Bureau, and he is at the same level as Zheng Yinghua, but he is from the ministry, and he is naturally a half-senior level compared to the local people, with arrogance, and shook my hand very reservedly, and then said: "I just heard Zheng Yinghua's introduction, this time I was able to catch the murderer in time, thanks to Director Su's help, I was thinking that I would have the opportunity to see you and thank you in person." This case involves supernatural forces such as spells, and during this time in Mingcheng, I also ask Director Su to give me a lot of advice and help" Although the tone was polite, it revealed a faint smell of alienation, and it was completely a businesslike attitude.

Zheng Yinghua turned around and introduced me to the old man who seemed to be likely to hang up at any moment.

As expected, this old man was Meng Kesheng, and the girl pushing the wheelchair was his closed disciple, named Su Feixuan.

I can't help but secretly slander myself, this old man doesn't know how big his ability is, but he spends a lot, I think he can have two more at the age of seventy, this ninety-year-old person is not old, it is not a problem, I don't know if I accepted such a flower girl as a closed disciple, and I have to take it with me when I go out, but it is a few meanings.

After listening to Zheng Yinghua's introduction, Meng Kesheng didn't raise his head or open his eyes, as if he was asleep and didn't hear it, but Su Feixuan chuckled: "It turned out to be Director Su, I have been looking up for a long time, and I have the opportunity to ask for more advice" The voice was crisp and like a copper bell, and it sounded quite tasteful.

Zheng Yinghua introduced the specific arrangements while walking, probably taking them to the hotel to settle them first, and then going to the hall for a meeting to explain the case, and naturally there was a working meal arrangement in the evening.

Jiang Fangyu hadn't said anything yet, but Meng Kesheng, who had been pretending to be dead with his eyes closed, suddenly said, "First, go, look, people"

His voice was unusually dry, four words in a sentence, but one word at a time, but the voice was amazingly loud, as soon as he spit out the words, it was like a loud bell, which shook people's ears and caused all the passengers in the four places to look over involuntarily.

I suddenly felt something abnormal, as if something invisible passed by and fell on Meng Kesheng's body, and subconsciously turned my head to look in the direction where the thing came, but unexpectedly saw a monk

This monk wears a pair of thin-framed glasses, and is polite, if it weren't for the rosary in one hand, the bowl in the other, and the big bald head with a burning scar, most people would think that he is a teacher with a shaved head.

When the monk saw me looking at him, he smiled at me, put his palm to his chest and nodded slightly, turned around and walked into the crowd, and disappeared in a flash.

I frowned and thought about it, and suddenly realized that the formless and insubstantial thing that had just been wiped by me was actually the gaze of a monk with glasses

There is a look of substance